If he had known she was actually going to do that he might have put on something more than just jeans and a tshirt. Maybe a Hugh Hefner smoking jacket and sleep pants. Things being the way they were he saw her in the security monitor, smirked in appreciation and chuckled as he passed her through the check in with a push of the button.

He considered changing. He'd have time for it while she took the elevator up, but rejected the idea and simply waited for her in the foyer, his front door open so he could watch her step off the elevator.